04x08 - Deja Cruise

[bunniefuu]

[theme playing]

[machinery whirring]

Quick, we've got to deactivate
the central processor.

If you mean that flashing
thingie then I'm all over it.

Yah!

Hiya!

Whoa.

Hiya.

Bye bye, robo-baby.

[all exclaiming]

Some Saturday this
turned out to be.

Instead of dating one of
BH's most eligible bachelors,

I'm stuck here scrubbing
fish goo out of my spy suit.

Totally know what you mean.

I should be getting my
hair done right now.

And I should be curled
up with a good book.

Maybe it's time to hang
up our X powders for good.

No more bad guys, no
more evil schemes.

No more getting whooped
every time we turn around.

[ding]

[screaming]

Yep, another weekend
down the drain.

Ah, welcome
aboard, super spies.

Forget it, Jer, we're way
too tired for another mission,

even if it does have a
funky Hawaiian theme.

Another mission?

I wouldn't think of it.

After all, that would conflict
with your two week cruise.

You're sending us on a cruise?

Aboard the
majestic WOOHPtanic.

Beautiful, luxurious, and
for WOOHP agents only,

especially pooped WOOHP
troops who desperately

need a well-earned break.

Oh, you an idea how perfect--

wait a minute.

How did you know
how pooped we were?

Were you spying on us again?

Well, of course.

I am a spy, after all.

Well sometimes we
need our privacy.

And you'll get
plenty of it tucked

away in your own private
cabin on the WOOHPtanic.

G.L.A.D.I.S: Bon
voyage, super spies.

[screaming]

[alex giggling]

The WOOHPtanic.

Now why does that name
give me a sinking feeling?

Forget your feelings, Sammy.

This ship is awesome.

It's got three
pools, four spas--

May we attend to
your baggage, ladies?

And a zillion hot guys.

I'm Captain Chet Prescott.

Welcome aboard the
magnificent WOOHPtanic.

Welcome, ladies, to
the princess suite.

[fog horn]

I can't believe Jerry put
us in this tiny shoebox.

Well, I for one don't plan
on hanging around in here.

Time to get some sun and
curl up with The 7 Habits

of Totally Successful People.

And I'm going to
give my hair a vacation

at the on deck salon.

What about you, Clover?

Duh, what's a cruise for?

I'm going cruising.

Come on girls.

Ow, that's one low doorway.

Chapter one, totally
believe in yourself.

Phew, that's some sauna, eh?

Yes, it is.

I'm telling you, I
burn like a marshmallow.

Haha.

And wouldn't you know it,
I forgot my sunscreen?

Oh, haha.

Uh huh.

You mind lending
me some of yours?

Not at all.

Sure glad to get
away from the office.

I head up building maintenance
at WOOHP's Fiji branch.

If that sounds tough,
it's because it is.

Like the other day I'm doing
inventory on cleaning supplies

and wouldn't you know it?

We're almost out of floor wax.

That's the one.

CHER: Number 247A, girly girls.

Excellent choice.

Hey, where are you?

I'm Cher, your computerized
hairdo experimentation robot,

and I'll be styling
your hair today.

Cool.

A lifeguard, huh?

You could save my life any time.

That's my job, ma'am.

Ugh, ma'am?

Hello, I'm trying to
flirt with you here.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm just not interested.

Not interested?

I like a girl with a
little more oomph, you know?

A look that's less--

I don't know, boring.

Boring?

[boom]

WOOHPtanic passengers,
there is no cause for alarm.

Everything is under control--

by me, Colonel Nathaniel Nash!

Don't bother trying to
stop me, WOOHP agents.

You'll find yourselves
quite outnumbered.

[gasps]

[screaming]

Now that I control all the
agents aboard the WOOHPtanic,

I will soon control
WOOHP itself.

Not if me and my girls have
anything to say about it.

We've got to take
Colonel Nash out, now.

You girls need some help?

Um, no thanks.

Better leave this to us
experienced super agents.

[music playing]

Oh, by the way.

Cute hair.

Thanks.

[grunts and thuds]

Sorry, captain.

We wish to lodge a complaint.

Our cabin's way too small.

The black commander
uniforms are way too 90s.

Use

And your reflexes
are way too slow.

[computer beeping]

[engine revving]

What's going on?

[fog horn]

We're heading
straight for an iceberg.

The throttle's stuck.

It's too late.

[screaming]

[crash]

Phew.

That was one bad dream.

You had a nightmare, too?

Yeah.

Something about a mission.

Me, too.

And there were these bad guys--

And then, complete
and utter disaster.

I guess we really
do need a break.

All we can think about is work.

Hey, some great perm.

It didn't even last a day.

Well, I know what
I'm doing today.

Me, too.

It's back to Cher
for a do that sticks.

I'm going to hit
the pool again.

I'll show that lifeguard boring.

Come on, girls.

Ow That's one low doorway.

Again.

Chapter one, totally
believe in yourself.

Chapter one?

What did I do yesterday?

I didn't even get
to the first page.

That's some sun, eh?

Sure is.

Not again.

I'm telling you, I
burn like a marshmallow.

And wouldn't you know it,
I forgot my sunscreen.

You mind lending
me some of yours?

I don't know, I think
you used it all up yester--

day.

Yesterday?

Yesterday, I was at work.

You see, I head up
building maintenance

at WOOHP's Fiji branch.

If that sounds tough,
it's cause it is.

The same story, too?

Like the other day.

I'm doing inventory
on cleaning supplies

and wouldn't you know it,
we're almost out of floor wax.

Oh, boy.

That one.

And this time, remember
perm stands for permanent.

Number 195 C,
slick and styling.

Excellent choice.

I'm Cher, you're computerized
hairdo experimentation robot,

and I'll be styling
your hair today.

No, duh.

Someone needs a memory upgrade.

Lifeguard, huh?

You can save my life any time.

That's my job, ma'am.

Again with the ma'am?

Well, I just thought you'd like
to check out my new lip gloss.

Not exactly boring, is it?

No, it's awful.

I hate pink.

How rude!

[boom]

WOOHPtanic passengers,
there is no cause for alarm.

Everything is under control
by me, Colonel Nathaniel Nash!

Wait a second.

Didn't I dream this?

Don't bother trying to
stop me, WOOHP agents.

You'll find yourselves
quite outnumbered.

How come I knew it
was going to say that?

[gasp]

Now that I control all the
agents aboard the WOOHPtanic,

I will soon control
WOOHP itself.

Not if me and my girls have
anything to say about it.

Is it me, or is there
something weird going on here?

You're not going to believe
this, but this was in my dream.

Mine, too.

Well, it's real now.

I know.

You lure Colonel Nash here, and
I'll take a little off the top.

Uh, thanks but
no thanks, Cher.

You stick to cutting and
curling, we'll stick to spying.

[sigh]

Oh, by the way, cute hair.

Thanks.

[grunts and thuds]

There's the anchor.

Colonel Nash can't take over
the ship if the ship can't move.

Anchors away.

You know, didn't we learn
something about anchors

at the WOOHP academy?

Like, not dropping
them from a moving ship?

[crash]

It's too late!

Someone tell me
we're not underwater.

Did you have another
bad dream, too?

The same bad dream.

So did I, and my
hairstyle didn't work out.

Again.

Well, I'm spending the
day reading no matter what.

And I'm snagging
me a lifeguard.

No guy can resist
Boy Bait perfume.

Ow.

Didn't you do that before?

Yeah, it's like deja
vu all over again.

Wait a minute.

Three bumps in three days.

So it wasn't all just a dream.

But if it wasn't a
dream, then how come we're

not at the bottom of the ocean?

It's like our lives are on a
continuous loop or something.

Hey, maybe it's like that
movie where the guy repeats

the same day over and over
and gets to eat anything

he wants because
he'll never get fat.

Where are you going?

The dessert buffet.

Clover, we've got
to put a stop to this.

Now everybody, be on your guard.

Someone is doing this to us,
and we've got to find out who

and why.

Sorry, seat's taken.

And I'm out of sunscreen.

Sheesh.

And I thought I was wound up.

Phew.

CHER: Number 422
B, mohawk madness.

Excellent choice.

Yeah, whatever.

It will all be gone in
the morning, anyway.

Hi.

Ma--

[sneeze]

So, do you like
my new perfume?

Oh, I'm aller-- aller--

allergic.

[coughing]

This can't be happening.

[boom]

What's going on?

Oh, they're taking
over the ship.

WOOHPtanic passengers,
there is no cause for alarm.

Everything is all under control.

Yeah yeah, we know.

Come on, super spies, let's go.

Hey, maybe I can help.

Mm.

Don't think so.

You keep your eyes
open for kitties

running too fast on the deck.

We super agents
have a ship to save.

Cute hair.

Thanks.

[thuds and grunts]

We want to know what's going
on, and we want to know now.

I'm just taking over the ship.

You know what I mean.

What kind of crazy
machine are you using

to take control of our minds?

Oh, why it's the
one over there.

Hah!

Spies overboard.

[laughter]

All right, that does it.

What are we doing wrong?

Am I going to have to
get my hair done again?

Actually, you're lucky
the last one didn't take.

We've got to find a
way to break the cycle.

Come on, spies.

Let's get out there.

Oh, I can't go out
there again, Sammy.

It's like watching
the reruns on TV.

That's it.

Huh?

This is a WOOHP ship, right?

And Jerry always
tapes everything we do.

Tell me about it.

So there must be a tape of
us for the last three days.

And all we have to
do is watch that tape

and figure out
what we did wrong.

Let's go.

Hah.

[gasp]

Ow.

OK, now it's personal.

There's the pool feed.

I'll just go back to yesterday.
- Yeah, yeah.

We know.

Come on, super spies, let's go.

Hey, maybe I can help.

Mm.

Don't think so.

You keep your eyes
open for kitties

running too fast on the deck.

We super agents
have a ship to save.

Cute hair.

Thanks.

You liked my hair?

I was being nice.

Wait a second.

The first day that Fiji agent
offered to help, and I said no.

Yeah, and then Cher offered
to help us the second day

and I said no.

That's what we're doing wrong.

We should have accepted
everyone's help.

WOOHPtanic passengers,
everything is under control

by me, Colonel Nathaniel Nash.

Come on, super spies.

It's now or never.

We're going to take
you down, Nash.

Yeah?
You and what army?

This army.

WOOHP agents unite.

Super spies Sam,
Alex, and Clover

request your help immediately.

Guys?

I thought they wanted to help.

CLOVER: Guys?

[cheering]

OK, this is freaky.

Jerry?

Congratulations, super spies.

You've just passed the WOOHP
super agent human assets test.

You mean this was just
a big test all along?

Righto.

And everybody was in on it?

That's right, even me.

[gasp]

Hi, guys.

Jean.

I knew something was wrong.

I mean, hello, what
real boy could possibly

reject me so many times?

But what about our vacation?

In recognition
of a job well done

and for being quite good sports,
I hereby approve a three week

holiday anywhere in the world.

OK, we choose Beverly Hills.

Beverly Hills?

And we'd like you to join us.

Me Me?

What on Earth for?

You know, I'm glad
I'm a spy, after all.

Sure it's hard, but doing
the same thing every day--

Like on the ship.

And at high school.

--is really boring.

Right, Jer?

You know, you girls could
be in Hawaii right now.

Or Tahiti.

Or the south of France.

We just felt this was a
better way to even the score.

I mean we wouldn't want you
to fail the WOOHP commander

super stain remover test.

Aw.

[laughing]

I know you've all been
wondering what keeps

me so up on the soccer field.

Well I wouldn't
think of competing

without my favorite
pre-soccer smoothie.

You start with guava juice,
then the pine nectar,

then add macadamia nuts,
unfiltered wheat grass juice,

half a plantain, a
pinch of raw yeast,

two dill pickles, a puzzle
waffle, and a breath mint.

Then hit frappe and--

Oh!

Or sometimes I just grab
a low maintenance apple.

See you on the field.